urltv - b magic vs. ave lyrics
[round 1: b magic]
see, ave wit’ the cave now
i see how you roc(k), fam’
see, ave wit’ the cave now
i see how you plot, d+mn
release the pits, tell ‘em, “bring me the ropes, dawg. i’m not playin’.”
i get it poppin’ wit’ the desert, so if anything dry land, i’mma school you
it’s like f+ckin’ wore+out p+ssy: my screws loose
lights out, see, you don’t wanna see black + see, you refuse to
on fb, frontin’ for ya hood, but this ain’t fubu
murder (murda) on the snub+nose
who tryna come see me shoot mook?
so is it dot cave? mobb titles?
sh+t, i’m confused, too
so if you wit’ roc(k) band, i guess i’m talkin’ to you, too (u2)
the bill collector, this (k)not what you asked for, and dude’s due
better chill, ‘cause i can show you how i’m livin’ when i cruise through
a left’ll put a n+gga to sleep, yeah, a cool snooze
a right’ll wake him back up dazed, talkin’ like, “who’s you?”
i’m droppin’ gems (jimz), they believe in a rare breed
did i lose you?
if this b+tch shine, tay (shante), it’s a wrap for his coogi like the juice crew
i mean, you can die over these mics (mikes) like some new shoes
if i buck it, i’m leavin’ your top open, i’m too cool
you a clown, you can get followed around
this fool through
it’s over once i get to tellin’ a joke like i’m bruce bruce
shoot who?
huddle break: if i clap, then we all clap
daylight saving: that mean it’s about time that you fall back
your wiz a fan
i gave her a pill or three and she called back
i lay up as long as i’m spinnin’
i scored off of the wall, facts
i was with it, watchin’ a ave battle like, “dawg snapped”
then a week later, i found out the n+gga stole all that
i got a whole bunch in store for your apple: all macs
black magic get to sprayin’ your top like car wax
check this, my whole team in blue, the set crippin’
i’ll breaking+news, cnn, cbs clip him
up next, a house of pain (payne) like a tbs snippet
you better reroute, ave, like the gps trippin’
i say, you better chill while i’m rollin’ up drugs
t+rex on his off day: i get to foldin’ up scrubs
let ‘em roll and f+ck rum
you think it’s a game until you see the ave n+gga start throwin’ up blood
i been bakin’, so the (baking soda) people know the day that i cooked roc(k)
now he can look over ave + i turned him to the neighborhood watch
give ave a sign, so when you see me in yo’ neighborhood, stop
you wanna call out a animal? well, go on and take a good shot
where the henny?
you can find me with clips, but not charles
this big can’ll end a g (energy) for thinkin’ you roc star (rockstar)
it was light how red blew (blue) off his top like cop cars
all of that rob? man, stop it, we know that you’re not hard
look, golden corral, i can eat wit’ these hot bars
it’s crazy that the sh+t you steal, it’s mad that they give you the props for it
you need to get your bars up before that be the reason they drop calls
you need a lil’ more school, boy (schoolboy), if you wanna be top dog (dawg)
pop off, apply his pay wit’ the hook, and drop shorty
machete cut off part of ave, i guess that’s how my block party
the lou funny? b+tch, you better be talkin’ ‘bout guy torry
you get your sons takin’ after the pops like bob marley
round 1
[round 1: ave]
yo, y’hear me?
i said, it’s ‘bout time somebody finally put me face+to+face wit’ this b+tch
beas’ said, “ave, we need a favor.”
i said, “save it.” and (+cl!ck+)
but they repaid for the hit
so this like a public restroom
if it weren’t no paper down, i swear i wasn’t takin’ this sh+t
i mean, yeah, we know he a legend
but i don’t respect you tryin’ to hold the kid up for my shot: he nino at the wedding
but i’m still reppin’
dealt wit’ the fact that you move p+ssy
punched on anything, no matter my class: i’m the school bully
what the f+ck could they do wit’ me? well, it’s not a lot, bros
see, they waited to see if ave get damaged like potholes
and oh, now you takin’ this joint? tryin’ to get quick points
‘cause they got an angle invested wit’ the “i bit” coin (bitcoin)
i get it
well, i’m still wiggin’, don’t get it twisted
punchlines, schemes, wordplay + everything is exquisite
any attribute? you guess it, i’m mean
so this n+gga smoked across the table, like belly wit’ the restaurant scene
it’s no denyin’ i’m a beast, a giant in them streets
he might want this to go in peace, like dyin’ in your sleep
if i can’t reach nothin’ close wit’ these options
i got bread for the toast, serial (cereal) scratched like i’m grocery+shoppin’
homie, what’s poppin’?
the topic is who spit the sickest quotes
so don’t try to switch just ‘cause you feel you in this b+tch wit’ locs
that’ll get a n+gga smoked, ‘cause i get the grips for the low
have ‘em comin’ in with sh+t for the yard like prison dope
so let him know, he better keep it rap like he should
this time, it ain’t no screamin’ back to get suge + understood?
see, just that look’ll have him b+tch
he’ll call jimmie, then split
break fast, ‘cause i’m guessin’ he think suge’ll end (sugar in) the grits
what, you the only one that roll with some crips?
you jokin’, right?
b+tch, i got fo’ tres at the table: it’s poker night
that’s on god + say i’m lyin’
i even coulda brought my 74’ n+gga to the ring: that’s andre the giant
let him try it
if it ain’t ny where he meet his makers
spend paper just to fly to the lou + i’ll see you later
sh+t, it can’t be hard to spot a b magic, that’s even greater
sh+t, we only know one in the world: anita baker
put duct tape on the revolver, beam on it
and it’s lux spittin’ rounds in a rush: speed+loaded
if the f+cker hide, one in his crew will get straight blammed
sh+t, the other guy work for the news like blankman
let this n+gga think i’m playin’, and i swear that we blazin’
he get guap? we in they spot, find the bread, then we skatin’
bro, i’ll barely be patient
so put rope and tape on the wife and kids, and tie (anti+) black: that’s the aryan nation
‘cause when you cakin’, that’s the price that you pay
no cryin’, b+tch
cyhi the prynce: you know we comin’ right (write) for the yay (‘ye)
and just to make sure that the hit move sweet?
stick up the n+gga in the bas+m+nt
we only comin’ in two deep
you know, ll put the stick up the n+gga down in the bas+m+nt in in too deep?
y’all followin’ me? okay, then
get his face caved in
the hands what y’all want?
two n+ggas scr+p in the yard? wait, that’s sanford & son
and we know he don’t throw them blows too sl!ck
y’all seen the clips
sh+t, i got black fists handled like them old+school picks
but just in case it gotta go to the grips, the pump savvy
one blast will erase his (racist) past: that’s trump daddy
so get at me
d+mn the arc, that hammer spark
leave him stretched, smokin’ black on the set: he shannon sharpe
boy, you standin’ here wit’ a shark!
and ever since i hit these cards
you really ain’t been movin’, magic + this f+ggot nicky barnes
you a fraud, and i’m only here to pull your ho card
and give you principle (princ+p+l) behind bars like joe clark
so before you start actin’ off hype from your yes man
just know life ain’t make you 6 feet, but death can
[round 2: b magic]
they said that i was duckin’
sh+t, what they gon’ say now?
when the pump lift the back of his truck like blade brown’s
it’s just me, right on the side of his crib like 8 mile
it’s adjust this (justice) league, or in a flash, you gon’ be in a cave now
check me out, wit’ this hammer, i’m nicer than table manners
get the shark, rippin’ his top off like david banner
die here (dye hair) ‘til you white in the face like david banner
i been k!llin’ n+ggas
so tell me, what do you gotta come say to cancer?
check this
this that takeover, ave, like turf wars
cross me and see what them .9s profit like church boards
i came through to see where they praise him (hymn) like church tours
so when you see that four, man, just know that it hurt more
but you came in punchin’, huh?
well, just know that i birthed you
i’m goin’ in with somethin’ light on ave like curfew
you ain’t know? i send them goonies
ain’t no play wit’ me, d+mn it
so if you need a jackboy (jakkboy) that can handle a cannon (kannon), who come to work?
it’s a wrap if the ‘hood on stage
i’m good on tres
if a n+gga trip, then the magnum rip
go on, step, them shots don’t hurt + what, you ain’t catch the sh+t?
i stood firm with law, now let’s see what this devil ave’ll get (advocate)
i say, n+ggas get buried when i’m sendin’ them
a real nice casket gon’ be carried by your friend and them
how he die’ll be these shots
naw, don’t worry ‘bout the insulin
i’m a beast + that’s on the ‘hood like harry and the hendersons
you get it yet?
.44 smith & wess’ll hit his chest
aw, y+you get it yet?
.44 smith & wess’ll hit his chest
you can die here…n+gga+
it’ll get ya wet…
(+b magic gets fl+stered and takes a minute to get his focus back+)
it’ll hit ya next…
like, look, i want all the war, n+gga
easy as a sunday mornin’, bumpin’ commodores, n+gga
i got a loudmouth nina, it be talkin’ for a n+gga
it’ll stretch you out like a baltimore n+gga
yo, it’s the same n+gga gave a classic wit’ qleen paper
comin’ off the top wit’ somethin’ cold (code) + who need pagers?
they ain’t tell you that black is the key? the c major
so far, he (safaree) runnin’ from the punch, it’s a dreamchaser
a couple’ll connect quicker than speed daters
left jab, then i got the hook up like free cable
throw my sign up to any team like a free agent
plant a gun in the back of your sh+t, get free cases
now listen up, you know it’s pressure when the pipes bust
baggin’ wit’ the fif’, you gon’ need more than a ice cup
spare strap, i say, i pump the strap like seein’ a dyk+ f+ck
gettin’…pump the strap like seein’ a dyk+ f+ck
you’re gettin’ half off your top: he gettin’ a price cut
fight what? i turn a n+gga to a rest in peace
i’ll really show you how to turn ave into a dead+end street
put lead in cheeks, spray heat when i’m sparkin’ the fo’
split ave top, n+gga + you can stick a fork in the road
light
[round 2: ave]
i say, i’m a mothaf+ckin’ threat
did that appeal to these b+tches, like date+rapers?
well, when it unfolds, you’ll see i been sharp as a straight bla+ razor
plus your wave shaky like fake neighbors
so if you think you got me outclassed, june, you’re (junior) high like an 8th grader
i’m major wit’ the bars, on top of a sharp performance
only way that this can be black night is wit’ martin lawrence
he don’t want us on no ‘hood sh+t, partner
we can beef, but you takin’ half of the heat like the bullpen roster
i’m a monster, and been that, son
stunt and get your b+tch ass lumped, then wrung like a dishrag, chump
i’ll find your wife and slide up in that c+nt
i’m just saying the better half i can bang: white men can’t jump
this gang frontin’ don’t be no pressure
ave got plenty n+ggas throwin’ up signs wit’ the sticks like protestors
so go extra, that’s gon’ get the big toast wavin’
a sh+ll fed once the joint pull, and this loc ate it (dislocated)
he better watch who he play with
it’s just another bag
i’ll beat his f+ckin’ ass + y’all can deduct my other half
tuck ya flag, ‘cause that sh+t don’t make you a bit realer
jamie foxx in redemption: you just playin’ a crip, n+gga
oh, your blueing sh+t official? oh, screw it, i’ll still hit you
take it further wit’ the clips, and a toolie’ll fix your issue
100+round drum, won’t shoot ‘em all
a few will get you
or give this 60 40 + now, nice doin’ business wit’ you
since you actin’ like you had me k!lled, i’m strapped wit’ steel
small toy out the box for your boy: it’s that happy meal
oh, you don’t think we clap for real?
well, it don’t take a wizard to pop and leave your back caught (backcourt) by a wall like bradley beal
i gets busy for real, my knuckle action tough
like leakin’ houdini’s secrets, i’ll be f+ckin’ magic up
and i think he know i’ll swing
sarcastic wit’ a stance
well, i love hate on the hands: b+tch, i’m radio raheem
the f+ck you mean!?
your main way of thinking is stable, is it?
got my favorite biscuit, the clip curve like faithful b+tches
let’s say this was real beef in the streets, i’m straight to business
gotta buck it (bucket), straight through the intestines: we makin’ chitlins!
i don’t play wit’ these b+tches! i done lost too many
next n+gga take one of mine, it’s gon’ cost you plenty
y’all better say a prayer for him
you ever lost a n+gga to drama, got his mama askin’ why you weren’t there for him?
yeah, i know it
but y’all thinkin’ his toolie on + wrong
you don’t hear from no n+gga in the lou he arm strong (louis armstrong)
cut the jazz act!
the fact that you bangin’? nothin’ threatenin’!
i can get you popped up out the blue, so unexpected
all these tecs and big pistols you spittin’ is just riddles
‘cause if magic bust (bus) or fit in the bodies, it’s ms. frizzle’s
b+tch, you soft! and it been that way
get clapped fast, then we sn+tch up black flag like the insect spray
who say we need they rappin’ gimmicks?
you see they actin’ timid
know the n+gga soft on his blog like dj akademiks
y’all seen his image and instantly figured he pop tools
but changed the channel once they reported that fox news
you’se a goof, a spoof to that blue
shootin’ at who?
if roc swing, well, y’all know ‘bout the move wit’ that lou
but ayo, i’m sick wit’ it, so if b gotta go
then just pray for black widow like, “rest in peace, alimoe”
so now he know, any time it’s a problem, my rival caught
i ain’t gotta say nothin’, i’mma just let the rifle bark
comin’ out his crib, givin’ wife the talk like, “take care of yourself and each other”
bow! that’s jerry’s final thought!
n+gga…time
[round 3: b magic]
f+ck cuz
i’ll pull up on cuz wit’ two heats
keep actin’, you gon’ get a real bullet like bruce lee
keep playin’+
…like+ like bruce lee
shiiit…
(+magic loses his place for a second+)
i’m god, my squad you can’t get in, we too deep
after these bars, you can bend to the roc(k) like blue street
14 days, it end+ (that was fire)
yeah, they don’t hear me, though
14 days will leave 14 dazed, you too weak
footwork, lay down the hook first like a new beat
you will die, n+gga+
i see ave, i’m in his ‘hood in a hood, a blue fleece
tool speak, everybody assed out like a nude beach
you peep?
heard you king, well, you’ve come for the top spot
until the kid draw square on ave like hopscotch
pop, stop, shots drop brains out of his snot box
charlie sheen: i can knock off rambo wit’ these hot shots
play around, only thing i slack on is dress shoes
you ain’t catch it?
only thing i slack on is dre+
well, check this
you better have wolverine powers when the lead ooze
wit’ the steel, he’ll (heal) back up quicker than deadpool
marvelous, your ex+savior
huh, you get it, loc?
it’s the flow, punchin’ my way in (wayan) like ridd+ck bowe
you’ll die, n+gga, out of the blue, the end he go (indigo)
we cool or not cool? i’m givin’ my friend the fo’
hot sh+t, the blue crip’ll take over like nas diss
the reason that he’ll (hill) break down like wyclef
y’all thinkin’ that he hard, i think this some nonsense
you get a+ you say+ d+mn
you get a+
you know you dead once you reach the hotel like john wick
nonsense, radio raheem with the update
get smashed talkin’, i got hands for n+ggas who love hate
y’all thinkin’ that he hard, i think he a cupcake
he knew it was a mistake, but he know it’s a must+take
much better
cool, g (coogi), as a biggie and puff sweater
sh+t, i’mma just keep it 100, i’m cu+
i say, i’mma keep it a buck+fifiy, i’m cut better
5+7, you get four from the hawk: i spud webb him
dot seen the kingsman, that’s how he knew you can get shot wit’ the umbrella
um+beretta, um, fellas
let’s see if he come, fellas
mouth shot, spill everything he wanted to come tell us
you’d prob’ly get a clip from the .50s like gun trailers
n+ggas wit’ ars on the (arizona) team tell my mama her son (sun) devils
play it out
see, cave gang was the fam’ + remember the crew?
so how you reppin’ wit’ roc family gonna benefit you?
i send ‘em and shoot and leave ave bl++dy how i bleed the block
you knew your idol was wild once you heard me through the speakerbox
what you want, the smoke? what i got’ll uplift ya like sativa pot
he next if you believe it or not, i’ll let him speak to ‘pac
send a manager and you die, this’ll lean a (selena) god
this ain’t new to i, this muay thai: we (k)need to box
told him+
i said, look, r.i.p. my n+gga bud
i was s’posed to be at my n+gga funeral today, but i’m out here, my n+gga
[round 3: ave]
i say, yo…
hold it down, hold it down
i say, when you took the league dough and ain’t show, i had every reason and urge to murk this f+ggot
face shots, nail tips in his mouth like nervous habits
what i heard from him was tragic
imagine, a legend pg makin’ up tales, i guess it’s some earvin magic
i was mad somethin’ decent
wanted to punch his t++th in
shoulda got the .45 out the house: trump impeachment
i can’t have no vet dissin’ me
i was ready to fill black bubble wit’ the lead like checkin’ my ethnicity
but then it hit me + his last battles? not astoundin’
you got a good five heartbeats left, career drownin’
that’s why it weren’t no need to hound him
we know the n+gga wrote and still played the duck role + he remind me of robert townsend
that’s clown sh+t
the building know you good enough wit’ writin’
your punches weak on the cam’…like that footage of you fightin’
man, it’s like he always ‘bout to get drug
how the f+ck you so fake, money, and barely made that counter fit (counterfeit) dub?
this b+tch a scrub
we know in this lane, he get clever thoughts
his rumble just ain’t the same
sh+t, we thinkin’ he h+lla soft
dubs made him fail the cross, so if he wanna bank, fox shoulda got clean work: frankie in set it off
but he all talk, so if i prove what these knuckles do
like a b+tch trickin’ for true religion, it sucks for you
(+the crowd cracks up at that bar, ave runs it back, the crowd starts laughing again+)
dude can take it past bars, but i’ll sharp two+piece him
‘cause i know he got glass jaws like a shark museum
or he can run and get his peeps
i’m dumpin’ wit’ the piece
find a pile of cs (policies) ‘round the back like company receipts
see, i ain’t new to this mission
if that ruger is missin’, the .45 still bangin’ like you wit’ this crippin’
who this b+tch kiddin’!?
y’all better tell this fella recognize
i don’t take kindly to threats
catch him where he resides, i’m on the set while they live
the second i arrive, it’s gon’ happen at black people party: electric slide!
‘cause we ridin’ very equipped
kelly, hillary, cole, michael, waldo+ just know it’s dummies in every clip!
he won’t get to bring smack more fame
soon as he turn, look, .40 in the face: call that jakkboy maine!
this b+tch a lame
ran back to the gang ‘cause you’re prob’ly broke
lettin’ all that green mix wit’ ya cheese + you artichoke
this is what we call a joke
how you hang wit’ all these locs and couldn’t even get a zip off your ‘hood like starter coats?
but to y’all, dawg a goat
i see reptile wit’ you
plus you soft, and still bangin’ like erectile issues
and ain’t no work y’all sellin’, but i could omar epps him
movin’ bags in the ring had me as a first time felon
yellin’ block sh+t don’t work wit’ me
pounds and ounces, that’s what we knew, baby, like a hospital nursery
and certainly when we choose violence, we use silence
n+ggas got numbers over the tongue: we knew (new) balance
any time we had to flex on the foes
go and escape back together, like tiny and the rest of them hoes
i ain’t gon’ put you in no wrestling hold
just point somethin’ that’ll take a fraction off: i’m in decimal mode!
so let him know, he don’t wanna be who we movin’ on
tell your crew to scoot along, ‘cause my shooters is proven strong
leg+shot him, that red bottom ruin his blue that’s on
‘cause we runnin’ wit’ sticks, gave the dude from the ‘lou batons (louboutins)!
wait, hold on, is everybody aware this b+tch a fraud?
we were s’posed to rock last year, clear he got outta dodge
born legacy, nome, summer madness + that sh+t ain’t odd?
how the f+ck can he be magic and scared to pick a card!?
i ain’t blamin’ y’all for this d+mn bum
i just hope that y’all ain’t pay him now for takin’ the kid + he already ran some (ransom)
f+ck his room, and gimme his rack
we established this ain’t the old magic + he ain’t worth a penny or shack (shaq)!
this n+gga wack
i told you, “fix my plate”, right, smack?
‘cause they been sleepin’ + it’s time i bring my state right back
don’t give a f+ck about these duckin’ n+ggas! they type wack
‘cause i’m a n+gga outta norfolk (straight like that!)
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